Not Again!

So Friday night we were at the Varsity Lacrosse game and it was not a pretty game. The referee's were making bad calls and the other team was playing dirty. There are certain rules that need to be followed in all sports and one of them in lacrosse is that you can't slash at someone or hit them in the legs. WELL.....My Shawn was going for a ground ball and the other team #17 slashed him in the legs and it sounded like a gun shot going off. He it Shawn in the leg with his stick and down he went screaming. I jumped off the bleachers and was on the field before you could say boo!
Now he has a broken leg where he was hit on the shin so hard that it broke in pieces.

Now you would think that if a child is screaming his head off that one would call 911 when asked if he could move and he replies no it's broken. I then told the trainer to call 911 and she continued to try to move Shawn. I again told her to call 911 and she asked you want me to call 911? I just looked at her and said "isn't that what I just said twice??" So off we go to the hospital again for another broken bone. Mind you he has already broken his shoulder, separated his shoulder and broken his two forearm bones in his right arm. He gets some drugs to make the pain more bearable, off we go to x-ray and all I can hear is Shawn screaming and crying while the technician is x-raying his leg. It was all I could do to not burst into the room and smack someone.

Back to the ER and his leg gets put in a splint and we are told to call an orthopedic Dr., well since we already have one it was a no brainer on whom to call. son in the mean time the Bishop shows up and one of Shawn's good friends who is doing all he can not to cry in front of Shawn. Darien considers Shawn a little brother, so I was not surprised to see him at the ER. We get Shawn a blessing and then the coaches show up to help us get him home.

On Saturday through out the day all the boys on the lacrosse team stop by to see how he is doing. I found out that one of the players got kicked out of the game for sticking up for Shawn and also from the next game as well. I can see why they call each other lax bros as they all look out for one another.

We got in to see Dr. Dreese on Monday and now he is in a cast from the bottom of his toes all the way up to his thigh. He will be in this type of cast for at least 3 months. We have to go back to Dr. Dreese on Monday to get more x-rays done to make sure the bones have not moved. If they have then that will require surgery and we do not want that to happen. We are thinking he needs to have a bone density test to see if he is missing something since this is his third break in 1 1/2 years.

Please keep Shawn in your prayers that he does not have to have surgery and he can continue to play sports.

Curiosity gets me.

I have been curious about this for some time now and for the life of can't seem to figure it out. People complain all the time that they can't make friends no matter what. The way I look at it, if you scowl at the world then the world will scowl at you. I have heard this saying before that to have a friend you need to be friendly to others around you then you will have friends. Sometimes I feel like i don't have any friends but then I look back at what has happened to me and who I have done things with in the past and know that I have friends.

What also makes me curious is the people who say they are Christians yet they do not show up for church or any church activities. I used to be that way a long time ago but realized that when I did not attend church (even before I became LDS) that when I did not attend church regularly that life was difficult and yucky most of the time. But when I did attend church and actually participate in worship and practiced what I was taught that my life was rosy.

I am curious at how the teenage mind work sometimes as well. For instance my son did not want to play Varsity Lacrosse and was quite happy to be on the JV team for another year. Now that they pulled him up to Varsity he was quite happy on Saturday, but come Sunday he had doubts as to whether he was good enough or experienced enough to be on Varsity. He wants to make a deal with the coaches. I told him obviously they feel you are good enough to be on Varsity so just do it. I think he is afraid that he won't play a lot or that he will get hurt again. I suggested he pray about it and let God give him the answer. We will have to see how it goes today after he talks with his coaches.

I finally found it!

If any of you have heard me talk about my cruise then you know that they served this wonderful dessert called Chocolate Molten Lava Cake. Well, my husband fell in love with this dessert and I have been trying to find a recipe that is exactly like the one from the cruise. I have seen so many different ones and tried a few but last night I found one that is just like the one on the cruise and he was in heaven. My youngest son liked it but had to have a glass of milk with it because it was so chocolaty. I have not gotten my oldest sons take on it yet so I am sure he will like it as well.

One of those days, weeks, months or years

The last few weeks have been tremendously hectic and crazy not only at work but at home too. You know the saying when it rains it pours? Well it is pouring in my life right now and soon to be flooding me out. I think I may be on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Work is and always has been crazy but it seems to be getting more so. But that is typical of a service industry that I work in so no big deal.

Home life is just insane with two kids that don't seem to want to do what they need to, i.e. chores, picking up after themselves, general up keep of their rooms. I have one who thinks he can do whatever he wants and gets angry when he gets caught and then things get taken away from him. He is not making good or right choices in life and I don't know how to help him. He hates seminary, church and life in general. We give him a little freedom and he goes hog wild. One thinks that he can just do as he pleases because in the eye of the law he is an adult but he is living in my home and can't seem to understand that when you live in someone else house you need to abide by their rules and regulations especially when you are not paying room and board. How do I get them to understand my perspective on things and not have an anxiety attack that I am on the verge of having???

Bueller, Bueller, Bueller.